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“Just like that, babygirl.” His eyes drank her up, heating her from the outside in. “I like watching you play with your pretty pussy.”

“I thought you were going to be the one to play with it, but whatever gets you going,” she responded teasingly. Sometimes, she just couldn’t help her mouth.

“Oh, I’m going to do more than play with it, sweetheart. Just not yet.” His eyes gleamed. “Right now, I want to watch you get off, then I’m going to cum all over you.”

Rae’s pussy clenched.

She’d literally never let a guy do that to her before, yet with Brian, she wanted to try it. Somehow, he made it sound hot. Maybe it was that he was letting her know ahead of time, so she could say her safeword if she needed to rather than trying to just do it. Maybe it was the idea of him marking her in some way. Maybe she was just getting kinkier with time.

Maybe a combination of all of those things. Whatever it was, she wasn’t going to protest or pull out now.

Rubbing her clit harder, she moaned, arching her back with her legs held wide for him to see everything. She closed her eyes, thinking about what she must look like, what he must be seeing, as he jerked off to the sight of her masturbating.

Wondering what he was going to do to her tonight.

Remembering the last scene they’d done together when he’d put her in the sex swing at Marquis.

Rae cried out as her pleasure peaked, rubbing harder on her clit, shuddering as pleasure rippled through her. A moment later, as she still spasmed in utter erotic bliss, something hot and warm splashed against her pussy, then her skin. Brian was coming on her. Her fingers slipped through the warmth of his cum, rubbing it between her lips and over her clit, adding to the slippery sensations, and another wave of orgasm pulsed through her as she realized it.

More wet heat slid across her lower belly and inner thighs, dripping over her fingers. It was utterly filthy in the best way possible. She moaned as the crescendo of her orgasm finally peaked and began to descend, her fingers moving slower on her clit as the last shocks of pleasure tingled through her.

“Good girl,” Brian rasped. Rae jerked in surprise when his hand took her by the wrist, pulling her fingers away from her pussy and lifting them up to her mouth as he loomed over her. “Now open up.”

Her eyes widened, but she did as he ordered.

Utterly filthy didn’t begin to describe it as the mingled flavors of his cum and her cream hit her tongue. It was salty-sweet depravity. As she curled her tongue around her fingers to lick them clean, she met his gaze. Despite his cum dripping across her body, the hunger in his eyes hadn’t dissipated.

Rae sucked on her fingers, not so much because she was enjoying the taste but because she wanted his reaction. His grip tightened on her wrist—not hard enough to hurt—then he pulled her fingers away and covered his lips with hers in a hard kiss.

She moaned against his lips, wriggling, then he pulled away, cursing and looking down at his stomach.

Giggles erupted from her as she realized they were now both covered in cum.

“Oops.” She grinned up at him, propping herself up on her elbows so she could look down at the white smears across her skin. They were harder to see on him, obviously, but still visible.

“It’s probably for the best,” he said, glancing at the clock. “We need to get cleaned up for dinner… if we’re both late, it might cause some questions.”

“Oh, shoot, yeah.” Rae pushed herself up, jumping to her feet. The last thing she wanted was questions. This was just for one night, after all. “Um, I think I need a shower.”

“Right. Ah, go ahead. I’m just going to wipe myself down.” His lips quirked. “I’ll take your second payment later tonight.”

Heat flushed through her body at the promise.

Dammit. At some point, it would be nice if her libido didn’t jumpstart at a single sentence from him. Still, she didn’t want him to see how much he affected her.

“I’ll be ready to pay up.” She winked at him and turned, sauntering to the bathroom, very aware he was watching her go. She didn’t need to look over her shoulder to know he was looking; she could feel his eyes on her. Closing the door behind her, she leaned against it for a moment, taking a ragged breath.

The truth was, she wanted him in here with her, not out there. She needed to get her shit under control. Giving herself a shake, she went over to the sink and got the washcloth wet with some warm water before heading back to the door and opening it a crack.

“Here,” she called. Brian walked back into the bedroom—he’d gone out to the main room for something, she supposed.

“Ah, thank you, babygirl.” He smiled at her, and Rae did her best not to go all melty.

“No problem.” Heck, she wasn’t going to make him stand around waiting for her to shower so he could wipe himself down. That was just rude.

Closing the door again, putting some space between them, she gave herself a little shake. She was just off because she hadn’t expected to be stuck in Brian’s villa with him, much less having sex with him on this trip. On the other hand, she was having trouble feeling any sort of regret. Damn. She needed to be taking notes. This would make a great book… except it felt way too personal to write a book about something that was actually happening to her. Especially when her personal story wasn’t going to have a happily-ever-after.

She did wish she could talk to Domi about it and get some outside perspective, but that would mean fessing up to the room issue, possibly stressing Domi out and also opening herself up to questions like What the fuck are you thinking?

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